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littledollll · 6 months

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Y/n and Constantine observing Lucifer from afar

Y/n: “that’s them. That’s the person I have a crush on. Thoughts?”

Johanna: “and prayers babe. What the fuck?”

#random littledollll #johanna constantine #gwendoline christie #the sandman #sandman incorrect quotes #lucifer morningstar the sandman #sandman lucifer x reader

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dyinggirldied · 1 year

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the devil meets the ghost

Isn't it canon that Constantine knows Lucifer Morningstar aka the Devil? Why haven't we got a fic where Danny meets Lucifer yet? Like imagine this feral, dead (huh) exhausted but overpowered half-ghost 👻 is introduced to the literal older than dirt, powerful and dangerous devil 😈

#danny fenton #danny phantom #dp x dc #dp crossover #john constantine #lucifer morningstar

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may-deitrick · 2 months

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I didn't realize I needed John Constantine to kiss the devil until I read Hellblazer: Rise + Fall.

#john constantine #lucifer morningstar #constantine x lucifer #hellblazer: rise + fall #hellblazer rise + fall #hellblazer #constantine

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orionsangel86 · 1 year

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Thinking about Sandman ships this morning and wondering why we are all ignoring Johanna Constantine.

She's a messy disaster bisexual who had oodles of sexual chemistry with Dream and could totally canonically know Hob Gadling.

I know the Dream/Hob/Calliope throuple is popular and I do get it if you are a fan of the show only, but I find it impossible to ship Dream/Calliope after knowing the comic story. Its just too sad and honestly, our girl can do better.

I like that they ramped up the romance there and the "i would kill for you" attitude from Morpheus in episode 11 so yeah totally get why we are swooning over that, but I think there are other less painful ships to explore.

Johanna Constantine is an amazing character and this fandom is sadly sleeping on her.

She should totally get to have a very messy disastrous affair with Morpheus and then break his heart worse than Thessaly ever could. She should then move on and date Death just to twist the knife. THAT would be an awesome ship.

Put her in a throuple with Dream and Hob instead. She'd be walking all over both of them and having the time of her life doing so.

Actually we should also be shipping her with Lucifer. Classic enemies to lovers right there given the job profession and quite frankly I'd love to see Gwendoline Christie step on that feisty little bisexual disaster. Possibly the only time I dont view Johanna as a total dom.

Dream may be the fandom bicycle, but Johanna Constantine should be the fandom bus. Making her way through every character sometimes at the same time.

Just a thought.

#the sandman #dream of the endless #johanna constantine #dreamling #dream x johanna #lucifer morningstar #death of the endless #fandom shipping

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leiadjarin · 1 year

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My personal observation of Sandman Netflix ships and the fans:

- Dreamling: Morpheus/Hob

- Corintheus: Morpheus/Corinthian

- Morphienne/LucidDreaming: Morpheus/Lucienne

- Morphanna: Morpheus/Johanna

- Dreamingstar: Morpheus/Lucifer

And where am I, you might ask? Of course I'm at the rarepair bottom 💀

#dream of the endless #sandman netflix #the sandman #morpheus #the corinthian #lucienne #johanna constantine #lucifer morningstar #dreamling #morpheus x hob #morpheus x lucifer #morpheus x lucienne #morpheus x johanna #morpheus x corinthian #rarepair hell #neil gaiman #uh hello mr gaiman if you need someone to bring dreamingstar as a canon pair like their dynamic in the comic i'd like to sign up

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zorawitch · 11 months

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realized i havent made a post about the sandman recently so i am stepping in tonight to make several.

look. i love dreamling. but i will not STAND to watch so many good ships get ignored in favor of this one because there are like eight non-dreamling-centric sandman fics on ao3.

like bro! i know we were hopped up on destruction x hob for a second there but we need to go back to that because whatever we were on was Good Shit. also, i doubt there is a single person on this website who doesn't have a weird relationship with religion, so with that in mind, we are sleeping on lucifer's potential there. and johanna constantine has every trait of a tumblr sexyman. as the only person to date who has written a gault/lucienne hallmark au, i need better writers than me to acknowledge that as well because OH MY GOD theyre like a workaholic in a dead end job ends up with the head of a labor union why arent we doing anything with that. and what are we doing with desire, guys. they're right there. come on.

#i respect hob as the cast bicycle but look. EVERYONE can be the cast bicycle if you only believe #dreamling #dreamling nation #the sandman #the sandman tv #destruction of the endless #hob gadling #destruction x hob #lucifer the sandman #lucifer morningstar #johanna constantine #gault #lucienne #lucienne x gault #desire of the endless #a.t. shrieking

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tiger-in-the-flightdeck · 9 months

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Thank you so much for populating the constantine/lucifer tag. I have reread your work so many times, and I constantly throw them at my friends when they request fic recommendations

Yessss! We need more people in this little punt!

#tiger talks #john constantine #lucifer morningstar #constantine x lucifer #hellblazer

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rosalynalerman · 2 years

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the sandman au when morpheus makes two rubies with no power and gives one to his soulmate. the endless want to share part of his life with his lover.

i'm down with every ship so....

#the sandman #morpheus #dream of the endless #dream #dreamling #morphanna #corintheus #dreamingstar #dream x calliope #johanna constantine #the corinthian #lucifer morningstar #calliope

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ilariyalavorowrites · 10 months

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Faded Hope (Part Three)

Imagine: Losing hope that you’ll ever find your way back to your soulmates after being tricked and being trapped in a pit you don’t have the power to escape from. Thinking about your life prior to this and remembering the good and bad times. Time passes by and the magic of the pit/alternative dimension plays tricks on your mind, trying to make you lose your sanity and grip with reality. (Soulmate AU - DC inspired by Arrow verse episode Haunted)

Warnings: Alternate Universe, Angst and Fluff, Soulmate AU

Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader x John Constantine

Reader gender: Female

Part: three of four

Author: Ilariya_Lavoro writes

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Tagged: @agathaharknessfan96

Your eyes widened, horrified by the terrifying demonic version of your lover towering over you. The mere sight of him sends a frightfully icy sensation rushing right to your core. His piercing yet soulless gaze wandered up and then down, taking in every inch of you that was not submerged with a smirk widening and playing upon his lips. It cruelly twisted that handsome face that you had come to love. If this had not been all a wrenched game, you might have dared to believe for a fraction of a second that this was your John come to take your home.

However your eyes did not deceive you, here he was, your lover’s demonic counterpart. The twisted mirror image standing amid your waking nightmare. In the past, he had haunted your doorway more times than you could count on a single hand.

Forcing his way into your shop one particular wet and windy Friday evening, many hours after your last customer. At first glance, you had mistaken him for your John stumbling through the threshold drunk like a skunk like he had a few times before after a case that would chill the blood of even the warmest of hearts.

However, once your gaze locked with his. The illusion quickly fell apart. It allowed you to truly see the truth of the matter. This entity was no mere man, he was a doppelganger. A true and nearly identical copy of your beloved. Yet there were more than a few small differences. His eyes were the deepest of red, blazing out at you with a heat fierce and overpowering for any mere mortal to take, forcing most to simply look away and flee out of a bone-chilling fear in peril for their life.

A truly evil force of nature born from the depths of hell. One most deadly with its sights squarely set upon you. You had escaped by the very skin of your teeth, only when you turn back, glancing over your shoulder to see if the fiend had given up the ghost did you witness the sight of your home set alight for good measure. It had been an altogether strange and terrifying encounter, there had been a possessive-driven tenderness mixed in oh-so-casual brutality as you made your escape.

You had expected him to return in the days that followed but he hadn’t. It was as if he simply vanished. He had been there one moment and then like a ghost in the night gone when blinked. That first encounter left an impression that could not be forgotten. No matter how hard you wished it so.

John had opened up after that night about the very nature and creation of the being in question. How he was composed of the least desirable aspects of his personality infused with demon ichor and the soul of well-known occultist. He never did relish the more wicked and intricate details but then again, you hadn’t pushed him any further. It was not the most ideal topic of conversation when all you wanted to do was fall into his arms.

It was an experience that you wholeheartedly wished never to revisit for a third or fourth time. Yet here you were yet again unwillingly in his presence. Or was this simply just another trick, an illusion brought on by this hellish dimension that you're presently imprisoned in?

At this point, you had no true grasp on whether up was down. So you had to face whatever might occur next. Gritting your teeth as you attempted to power through each trial thrown your way. With increasing difficulty, you keep afloat refusing to be dragged down into the depths. “Time is a construction in a place just like this. We have nothing, we are nothing” You shot back, swallowing all the spiteful words that had lingered on the very tip of your tongue. You would give this bastardised version no words to twist and weaponise for its mocked-up version of what it perceived as fun. For amusement and self-indulgent pleasure.

“Darling, be a good girl for Johnny. No holding back, I like to hear you scream” Its words were dripping in a vile sort of glee as it inched closer and closer. Taking in all the nuances of each of the varied facial expressions. No matter how subtle or how hard you tried to mask that most wondrous of scents he could taste it. It was mouth-watering, all that fear mixed in with a dash of hopelessness and longing. The spark remained it seemed. How curious humans truly were when they were facing down their maker, clinging to the very notion of salvation.

You were not the reward, just the bait for the target of all his wrath. This was just a pleasant accident. He was the man behind the curtain, orchestrating and pulling the many different strings to rip your soul from its comfortable housing. Oh no, this was too complicated for his tastes but Constantine would come running after you.

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“I am not as heartless as you believe Constantine” The Devil spoke, his tone even lacking that normal light joking nature of his. A seriousness had crept in, taking hold of him as he stared down the mortal man from his position in the doorway. He held his posture as stiff as board but there was unmistakable sorrow that lingered upon his face.

True grief that would mirror his own, if his mask were to crack any further. However, there was no time for that, for they were working against a clock that had been slowly counting down. Hours had already been lost that simply could not be clawed back. Shame and guilt encroached in, knowing full well that he had come sooner but Lucifer would not let those negative emotions find their foothold in his psyche.

There would be time for that later, after all this was over and put to bed. With you, out of the furnace and back in their collective arms. He watched as the working-class warlock set to work. Moving through the defiled room with a fine toothcomb, nothing was overlooked or ignored as the tiniest detail might hold the key to unlocking this mystery.

This room once tantalised his supernaturally sensitive senses. Warmly inviting him to cross its threshold and enjoy what might lie within. The change was so sudden but evoked an entirely different reaction. It rattled him deeply, as an acidic taste hung in the air poisoning all the once good, intoxicating flavour that tingled as it would flood his senses from the moment that he entered the apartment.

It burnt, scorning through the lining of his nostril and dancing viciously across the tastebuds on the surface of his tongue. It was wrong, setting off the wrong kind of impulses within. There was bitterness clinging on, displayed clearly upon his face as he puckered up his lips, wrinkled his nose and closed his eyes. Uncomfortable to simply be standing there surrounded by these vile vapers, these energies dripping in venom.

For a moment, it was as if he was right back in the chasms of hell. Sweatbeads began to gather as the seconds ticked by.

“Oi, Are you just going to stand there and get out of actually doing anything!” The rage fuelled tone of Constantine was enough to shake him from his mental anguish, dragging the Devil straight back to reality.

“This is old and archaic magic, I can taste the aftertaste in the very air. It’s clinging on, like a dense and bitter smog that refuses to dissipate” His tone was flatter than before, and there was methodical nature to his delivery as if he was piecing together a long-forgotten memory. One that had been haphazardly discarded in one of his many pursuits throughout his long stretching lifetime.

Preferring to focus solely on selfish pleasures and inwardly seeing his goals using that to drive him forward. The knowledge of this nature is hidden away in a dusty old archive of the depths of his mind. Lucifer had never considered truly forgetting, it has been a part of who he was in a different lifetime. No matter, how painfully and quickly that had ended, when he fell from the heavens above.

His past was forcing its way back into his life one way or another. However, this did not feel like the glory of heaven raining down almighty vengeance. There were no horns blown or a ringing in his ears as the cherubs sang accompanying the archangels as they descended to earth on their holiest of missions.

So if it was above then it was below. The realms that made up Hell were involved in one way or another. An awkward silence fell over the pair, as Constantine processed the information that had been freely given.

“You and I both have a laundry list of enemies, scorned lovers and embittered friends and acquaintances spread across the globes. She knew the risks but jumped headfirst into our lives” Lucifer carefully explained to the man standing mere feet away from his position.

“Hell is seeking retribution from us both, she is paying the heavy price. This ritual has been bastardized and twisted to fit its caster’s wishes. She became a means to an end.” He hated talking this bluntly about the one he loved.

“Her soul has been stolen, separated from her physical body. Cast in the pit but which one is a difficult question to answer” He continued as his keen eyes skip from one rune to the next that had been oh so crudely painted upon the walls with a foul-smelling concoction. A thick and gloopy substance that is still malleable enough to paint with. It had long since streaked down the walls, damaging the light-coloured coats of paint that lay beneath.

This was a hard pill to swallow for either the fallen angel or the damaged occultist but they would each bite the bullet. The more he listened, the more the cogs began to turn and churn, taking his mind back to a similar set of circumstances that had fallen at his feet.

Star City, Oliver Queen and the Case of Sara Lance after she had turned feral following her resurrection via the Lazarus Pit. A list of ingredients soon followed like ink from a quill, most if not all could be sourced from the shop downstairs.

“A Restoration Ritual” John spoke with conviction, his smile soon returned to his lips as confidence rose from within. He could do this, they could do it. Sure, the ritual itself would likely be tweaked to fit the situation that they found themselves in. It would not be perfect but it would work. They had to.

#demon john constantine #john constantine x reader #constantine x reader x lucifer #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar #john constantine #dc constantine #demon!john #angst heavy

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 11 months

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